Magic, by **The Rose that Blooms from the Heart** Subscribe to rss feed for **The Rose that Blooms from the Heart**

you say there is no magic
but i can say you're wrong
despite all of the tragic
it doesn't last very long

it is there when you sing
the most beautiful song ever
or when a bell ring
its like a little lever

in everything good
it is there waiting
dont take advantage like anyone would
there is no need for debating
Posted: 2007-11-18 21:34:18 UTC

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